(a/n) These chapters co-written with Jen, and tongue in cheek. This is the side of me that will NEVER been seen again. [by the way Jen also helped me write the previous chapter.] This is the result of the romantic side of my plot bunnies. Will most likely rot your teeth, If you have any left from the last chapter. Enjoy.  BTW… Fritz and Rosie, HAHAHA! Don't kill me! ~Maris

Cliché ch 8- Practice

            OMG! What is he doing? This isn't supposed to happen. It's a dream come true but not the way I thought it would. Now what? ARGH! HEEEEEEEELLLLLPPPPPPP! OK, just think, what am I going to do? Relax, well… I can ignore it or I can go with it, or I can slap him. The question is… which option am I going to use? WAAAAA! Why am I so indecisive? Ok, I am not going to slap him. So really, am I going to ignore it or go with it? BLOODY DECISIONS! Grrr!  Maybe I'll just wait and see what happens, I should probably stop thinking so much…After all, I should probably enjoy the moment, right?

            Legolas broke the kiss after a few minutes. "Now, was that really so terrible?"

            I blushed. "Why don't you tell me?"

            "Well…..remembering that you are only human…no." He grinned.  "You know, you could still use some practice."

            I slapped him playfully. "LEGOLAS!"

            He laughed. "Hey! That's not very nice."

            "Well," I said, "If I really need all that much practice…" I tilted my head in a slightly childish way, "Teach me!"

            "As I am quite sure that you can do better, it would be my pleasure." He answered, mischievously.

            "I'm sure…"    

            Wow! I can't believe that this is happening!

            He grinned again, before catching me in yet another shocking kiss. (a/n-as I am not a mushy person and don't want you to wind up yanking your teeth out, I'll spare you the details J)

            Suddenly I felt eyes following me and broke away to see Azia, mouth open, staring at us. She laughed and began cheering and screaming, "OMG! Maris just got her first kiss! Awwww! How cute!"

            My face turned bright red and I buried my head in my hands. "Oh no…Bloody hell! Just kill me now…"

            Legolas looked at me, "Your first kiss? I would like to correct my original statement. Although it wasn't Elven standards, that wasn't typical first kiss either."

            "Well, I'll leave you two to 'practice' and the part with the demon monkey is on. By the way, you really do look like Will Turner." Azia laughed again and wandered out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

            I blushed again, and turned back to my abandoned fic, which suddenly seemed less interesting than before. I struggled with ideas and my plot bunnies for a few minutes before sighing and saving the little progress that I had made.

            Legolas tried to read over my shoulder, but eventually asked what I was writing. I then launched into a condensed explanation about fanfics and the one I was working on at the moment. Halfway through my explanation, I found myself staring into his eyes, then in yet another one of his kisses.

            Legolas smiled, "You can finish explaining later."

            Why must I talk so much! I'm usually the shy one around people. Why am I not shy around him? Why can't I be shy?

            He brushed his hand against my cheek, then pulled it back as if he had been scalded. "You are so red. Are you alright?"

            Great, he's never seen someone blush before.

            "What? I've been blushing since you got here."

            He smiled. "I don't know about here, but in Middle Earth, when one blushes, one is usually embarrassed. Why are you embarrassed around me?"

            "I…just am. I don't know, I blush at everything anyway." As if to prove my point, my face got even redder.

            He laid a cool palm against my burning cheek. "Don't worry about it so mush, it brings color to your face."

            I blushed again. DAMMIT! Now I can't even talk to him without blushing! What is wrong with me? This is why fantasies stay in my head. Because in my head, this doesn't happen! ARGH! WHY!

            Legolas looked at me, slightly concerned. "Maris, you look very preoccupied. Perhaps a nap would do you some good."

            I yawned and nodded. "You're probably right." I closed the program and got up, heading towards the door. Legolas followed me down to my room, watching as I curled up on my bed.

            Slowly and cautiously, as if to avoid getting burned, he sat on the edge of my bed. As I didn't react, he moved closer, putting a hand on my back. I felt him move, and like when someone pets me, I began to purr. I can't help it, when I'm happy, I purr. He rubbed my back, laughing softly. I curled into his touch and he curled around me, tucking my head beneath his chin and wrapping an arm around my waist. Nap time!

            As I drifted off to sleep, a thought popped into my head, What about the others? What're they up to? And another voice silenced the first. Who cares? This is where I want to be. Why complain about a good thing?

            I opened my eyes and heard my door slam shut. I tried to get up, then remembered Legolas. I grabbed a pillow and hurled it in the direction of my door. A soft thump told me that I had scored a hit. A voice that sounded like Captain's floated down the hall. "Oh Aragorn, sexy. Where are you?"

            The thing in my room moved towards the bed, then stopped, shocked. "Holy Valar Legolas! What're you doing?"

            Legolas moaned and his eyes brightened. He blinked a few times, then looked at me. He smiled, "Hello Maris. Sleep well?"

            I nodded, turning to lie on my back. "Very."

            Aragorn cleared his throat. "I don't mean to interrupt this touching moment, but, HELP!"

            I sat up and Legolas swatted at me. I swatted back at him before turning to Aragorn. "What do you mean, help?"

            We heard running, and someone calling for Aragorn. He looked at me, almost begging. "Please?"

            I sighed. "Closet."

            He stared at me, so I pointed to the closet. "Get in there. She won't find you."

            He nodded thankfully and slipped into the closet, shutting the door behind him.

            I sighed and flopped back onto my back. "This is insane."

            Legolas murmured in agreement as he played with my hair, unwinding the braid that I had so carefully plaited this morning.

            I laughed and batted his hands.

            As he continued to mess with my hair, flipping it over my face, the door swung open. "Maris! Have you seen Aragorn? He's gone!"

            I stretched and sat up. "Who? Aragorn? Nope, haven't seen him. How's the movie going?"

            She grinned. "Johnny Depp is SO sexy! And it's almost over. I just came up to find the oh-so-sexy ranger."

            I made gagging noises and  Legolas wrapped his arm around me protectively as Captain glared at me. "Well, I didn't say anything about you and Elf-boy being alone for almost two hours! And I haven't said anything about Frankie yet today, so count your blessings."

            I groaned. "I suppose you're right. Where're Rosie, Arwen, Azia, and Fritz?"

            She shrugged. "Watching the video I guess. Oh well, if I can't see the real Aragorn, then I guess the ripped poster will do."

            Joy, again with the ripped posters! ARGH! I rolled my eyes.

            Legolas smiled mischievously. "May I look around your room, Lady Maris?"

            I gently smacked him upside the head. "Fine, but I'm just Maris, not 'Lady Maris', your highness." I mocked.

            "AWWW! Maris, how cute! You and Legolas are so cute together," Captain gushed.

            Legolas tightened his grip around me for a second, then sat up and got off the bed. He stretched and looked around.

"Maris? You may want to go see the others as you haven't for roughly two hours." Captain suggested again.

            I nodded and held out my hand to her. She pulled and I got up. I shook my head a bit and headed to the door. Captain laughed and asked Legolas, "Have you see Aragorn?"

            Legolas looked at her contemplatively, and I shot him a warning glance. "No, sorry milady. I have not."

            He smiled and offered me his arm. I looked at him, confused. He lowered his arm. "Alright, no escort."

            I laughed. "I don't think that I need an escort in my own home."

            He grinned, then scooped me up, pulling my feet out from under me. "Now you do."

            "LEGOLAS!" I yelped. "Put me down! Put me down!"

            He grinned. "As you wish," and dropped me onto my bed. He then proceeded to flop down next to me.

            "You know," I started, "at this rate we'll never get down there."

            He began to tickle me, "Who says we have to?"

            I glared at him. "What're you doing? I'm not really ticklish."

            He raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? I'm sure that I can remedy that…"

            Captain grinned. "You know what, I am going to go and tell everyone that you aren't spending time with us because you are hooking up with Legolas!" She ran out of my room, calling out the 'news' to everyone else.

            Legolas turned to me and grinned. "What would be so terrible if we were to really give them something to talk about?"

            I looked at him. "WHAT???"

            He shrugged. "Just an idea."

            I smiled. "It's not so bad, but…" Before I could continue, he had cut me off with a gentle kiss.

            "But what? Let go for a little while. When whatever it is that has them occupied ends, we can figure out what to do, but not now," he reasoned, pulling a cute, boyish look.

            I raised an eyebrow. "Like they're going to stay by the TV when Captain is probably calling them all up here now."

            He shrugged. "So? What're you so afraid of? Besides," he pulled me close and I leaned into him, "if Aragorn goes to get them, he'll have to face Captain." He smiled and kissed the top of my head. "So, shall we give them something to talk about?"

            "I…"

            He took advantage of my silence to whisper, "Maris, you are, without a doubt, the most indecisive person that I have ever met. And, sometimes, it's not such a bad thing." He placed a line of feather-light kisses down the side of my neck, causing me to shiver.

            "Have you decided?"

            "I thought you already did."

            He laughed softly. "Well, in that case…" He moved to face me, "Let's get back to practice."